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big durh - bread runner lyrics

[intro]
know how i get on this motherf_cker

[chorus]
how many times you came back, b_tchin’ bout the same one, but f_ck it, i was there for ya?
3 a.m., i’m f_ckin’ up both lungs, i don’t got no care for ya
i hate when the b_tch call up my cell phone, think i’m live but really she dead to me
bentley got two frog eyes, all in my passenger, i got the head from her
all out the mix, i don’t want no ties, but you dead wrong thinkin’ you gettin’ bread from me
too geeked up, i’m fried, but i ain’t playin’, i ain’t hear what you said, homie
and i know a couple folks who just can’t fit in with my kind, they scared to go fed’ on me
beat the back, got the bag comin’, real tone sh_t, bread runner
[verse]
real sh_t, she a neck donor
poppin’ them pills and sh_t
boy, you a b_tch, ain’t talk with your chest, don’t it?
tommi on 808s, k!lled this sh_t
arguin’ and sh_t, but the b_tch love when i get behind the sh_t
thinkin’ she mine and sh_t
nah, for real, b_tch, i was just lyin’ and sh_t
wastin’ your time and sh_t
long live all of my brothers, pourin’ out lines and sh_t
tryin’ not to cry and sh_t
got slimes in the trap like bees, no hive and sh_t
drugs be f_ckin’ up my mind and sh_t
can’t come through too hard, b_tch know she fine and sh_t
countin’ them racks through the backdoor
know we got straps like the task force
f_ck on that b_tch, hit a backstroke

[refrain]
took the racks out, told the lil’ b_tch she could keep it
i got three hundred pending for a feature, man, b_tch wouldn’t believe it (believe it)
told the lil’ b_tch, “i work hard for this sh_t, i’m conceited”
i had to pop sh_t, i ain’t mean it
drug addict, she tweakin’
money come hot, but it’s cold every season
[chorus]
how many times you came back, b_tchin’ bout the same one, but f_ck it, i was there for ya?
3 a.m., i’m f_ckin’ up both lungs, i don’t got no care for ya
i hate when the b_tch call up my cell phone, think i’m live but really she dead to me
bentley got two frog eyes, all in my passenger, i got the head from her
all out the mix, i don’t want no ties, but you dead wrong thinkin’ you gettin’ bread from me
too geeked up, i’m fried, but i ain’t playin’, i ain’t hear what you said, homie
and i know a couple folks who just can’t fit in with my kind, they scared to go fed’ on me
beat the back, got the bag comin’, real tone sh_t, bread runner

- big durh lyrics

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